You’re probably now all too familiar with the concept once blazoned heroically on a T-shirt: BRUNCH IS FOR ASSHOLES. In fact, you might have read a similar sentiment in the New York Times. And while the Gray Lady’s David Shaftel does a good job summing up the recent brunch backlash and its social significance (even if he did change the word to "jerks"), he almost completely skips over the service industry. I’m willing to bet ol' Dave never worked a brunch shift in his life.
I, on the other hand, opened brunch every weekend (including three-day weekends, if it was a holiday) for the better part of FOUR years. Which is to say, brunch and I are intimately familiar, much in the same way that little Regan MacNeil was intimately familiar with Lucifer in The Exorcist. In fact, I worked behind the bar (which also served food), so I got both the server’s and the bartender’s perspective on this toxic shift. And I’m here to tell you, unequivocally, that brunch is, in fact, for assholes.